507: C507 Divorce Agreement

C507 Divorce Agreement

"Not sure, at least for a week." Steward Lin said, "By the way, Young Madam, Old Madame is coming back. If Young Master is not coming, Young Madam, do you want to..."

Do you want to go and pick up Old Madame? Steward Lin's meaning was very obvious.

"I should not have time." Wanwan rejected him apologetically.

"Oh," Steward Lin said. He quietly looked at Yan Wanwan a few times.

That was not right. With Young Madam's personality, she should not not not go and pick up the old man. Young Madam had always been kind and gentle to people and respected the elders. What could she do to make Old Madame "stand up" for?

The wind outside the window was blowing in a bleak manner.

Wanwan quietly sat in front of the computer for an hour.

"Divorce Agreement" four big words were displayed on the screen.

Wanwan sighed. She wanted to say goodbye to Fu Sihan face to face, but she did not expect it to be such a coincidence that she went abroad at this time.

Wanwan did not have much luggage. After packing, she went back to the desk and took a pen and paper. The pen spun a few times on the tip of her nose and finally started to write.

-

Yan Wanwan changed into a set of clothes that went out and put a large backpack on her knees.

"Young Madam wants to go out?" Steward Lin asked in surprise.

"Yes." Wanwan nodded.

"Where is Young Madam going? I will call the driver to take you."

"No need. Someone from the company is here to pick me up."

"Oh, oh, going out to hand over work?" Steward Lin heaved a sigh of relief and began to nag, "I thought you were going to run away from home and gave me a scare! Young Madam, although the doctor said that your bones have recovered, it's not wrong to raise them more. As a young lady, you don't have to put in more effort in your career, right? Don't take risks with your own body!"

"Thank you, Uncle Lin." This old man was the first person Wanwan felt warmth in First-class Garden.

"Hey, what are you thanking me for? You are so polite!" Steward Lin smiled helplessly.

"Goodbye, Uncle Lin. Please take care of yourself."

Zuo Jia was waiting at the gate of the manor. She drove a handsome Pagani.

Wanwan moved into the car. She had not taken the plaster on her right leg, but she could already exert her strength. The wheelchair was left in First-class Garden. She had asked Zuo Jia to wear a crutch in advance.

"Fu Sihan allowed you to come out like this?" Zuo Jia frowned and stared at Yan Wanwan's "pig feet."

Wanwan put on her seatbelt and paused for a moment before saying, "He went overseas for a business trip. My leg is already healed but I haven't gotten the plaster yet."

Zuo Jia..." "Oh, there is no harm in resting for a few more days." Oh right, why did you find me? Are you just playing or talking about work?"

" I'll have to trouble you to send me to Maple Garden. " Wanwan's house was bought in Maple Garden.

Zuo Jia was worried that there was a patient who had just recovered in the car, so she did not drive fast.

Wanwan's eyes were fixed on the window as she looked at the familiar scenery that kept moving backward until they left First-class Garden and entered the main road.

If she did not look carefully now, she did not know if there was still a chance to see.

"Sister Jia, Fu Sihan and I are divorced."

"Oh, if you are divorced, then so be it... No, what did you say? "

"Kacha -" The intense friction between the tires and the ground produced an ear-piercing sound as they braked.

Fortunately, there were few cars nearby, or else there would have been a car accident.

Zuo Jia parked the car by the side of the road, suspecting that there was something wrong with her ears, "Wanwan, what do you think happened between you and Fu Sihan?"

"Divorce." Wanwan looked down at her legs, "Sister Jia, I still need to trouble you to arrange for me to recover and practice in a few days."

Recovery exercises were not important for the time being. What was important was, "Fu Sihan agreed?"

"Do you think he would not agree?" Wanwan did not understand why Zuo Jia also had such thoughts.

"Wanwan, Fu Sihan treats you as his daughter. Have you seen anyone who is willing to give away half of their daughter to someone else?"

... "" Wanwan had never seen anyone who would treat her daughter either. Wanwan quickly stopped the color waste in her brain.

"What happened to you and Fu Sihan?" Zuo Jia followed the navigation and drove towards Maple Forest Court. "Forget it, don't give me a reason. You are injured now. Did you get anyone to take care of you?"

"No need to hire anyone. I can walk after I remove the plaster tomorrow, but it should take a month to go back to work." He had to train his muscles again, and he had to learn how to walk again.

"Why are you in such a hurry to get back to work? It's not like models are easier to catch their breath than actors." From a selfish point of view, Zuo Jia hoped that Yan Wanwan would rest for a while longer.

"Sister Jia, I'm really fine now."

Wanwan looked at the pedestrians outside the window aimlessly.

When there was nothing to do, resting would make one worry.

If one did not stand back on the stage as soon as possible, one would feel even more uneasy.

- -

In the headquarters building of RK Group.

"Third Elder Brother, you and sister-in-law... haven't reconciled yet?" Shao Zian asked cautiously.

Shao Zian and Shang Junchi came to the headquarters for a meeting. Once again, they received "warm reception" from the higher management of the headquarters. Once again, they were described in a euphemistic way how miserable their "grandpa" had been these past few hundred years.

Fu Sihan lowered his head and looked at the documents. He did not even raise his eyelids. He looked like a workaholic.

Shang Junchi put his hands on his waist and sighed as he looked at the ceiling. "Third Elder Brother, if there is a problem, we need to solve it. Didn't you call us? If you continue like this, how many years will your capable officers live? If you retire early and late, the employees won't dare to leave earlier than you, the boss. "

" How do we solve this? " Fu Sihan raised his head.

The problem could be solved.

How could Yan Wanwan solve it?

Shang Junchi opened his mouth but could not say a word. He awkwardly touched the tip of his nose, "I... About that, that's why I said, it's good that I don't get married and don't fall in love like me. I don't care about my kidneys or my heart. I don't want to hurt myself."

"A typical scumbag man." Shao Zian complained. He was a person who was not interested in relationships. He had no choice but to call for help.

Half an hour later.

The secretary called to report, "Director Fu, Little Director Fu is here."

The office door had just opened, but before he could see it, he heard a soft and mellow voice.

"Uncle is here. Is it numb?"1

"I don't know."

Shang Junchi and Shao Zian looked at Fu Nanzhu in shock. They looked at the little baby sitting on Fu Nanzhu's arm with a cute apple on its head. Its eyes were big and round like black pearls. It instantly melted their hearts.

"F * ck!" Shang Junchi's jaw almost dropped to the ground. "Ling, are you a child bride?"

Shao Zian gave Shang Junchi a violent hammer on the spot. "Is your brain in a woman's bed? His daughter!"

Only then did Shang Junchi remember, " Oh, oh, yes. I heard that you had a daughter before. I thought it was fake! "

Shang Junchi looked at his niece, who had just come out of the oven, curiously. "She's so obedient. This is the first time I've seen such a beautiful baby!"

As he spoke, his hand could not help but pinch Tiantian's little face.

Fu Nanzhu smiled warmly, but his body did not hesitate to move back. "If Brother Qian likes it, give birth to one yourself."

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